Joey and his dad were still working on the Mustang every moment they could. But Joey knew I couldn't do it without him, and they were almost finished ...ith the car. The engine was running the week after they got her, but they insisted it sounded sick and they have been tuning it up ever since. I personally think they just love working on it, and I'm sure they will never be so satisfied by its performance that they say it doesn't need more work.In fact, Joey and his dad were working on it while I. B1 is a big social hall with drinks anddancing and a lot of matchups for the night." True enough," Norm said. "I'll just show you onemore room and then we can talk about what you wouldlike to do. If anything." "OK," Tom agreed.The last "odd" room was, perhaps, the oddest. Sevenor eight hotel guests were dressed as young girls.Really young girls. In party dresses, petticoats,crinolines, bare legs, frilly socks and Mary Janes.There were close to an equal number of guests stilldressed as men and. Getting some leverage, I lean my back against the metal corner post, holding the dock and the associated boat out of the water. The pole is incredibly slippery with the water, and my shaved ass crack glides against it effortlessly. What a sensation, masturbating my rock hard cock in these cool waters, while my ass spreads around, and my ass hole tickles against a lubricated pole. I am allowed to vividly fantasize about my dick in the hands of; and stroked against the shaft of another man as I. "Take it in the ass, or toss your things in a suitcase and start walking."It wasn't all that tough a decision. Jamie had no money and no place to go. And he had let Tommie put his dick into him that one time. Sure, just a couple of inches deep. Just to see how it felt. It hadn't been all that bad, but they had been afraid to go any further.Jamie was lying on his side with his knees pulled up toward his chest. Dora, or whoever she or it was, curled up close behind him. This was supposed to be a.